I have a passive skill.

Mei Siren was startled when he heard this, and suddenly laughed: "How can this old man be afraid?"

blah blah blah.

The extremely fast and crisp sound sounded very untimely.

Without leaving any trace, Xu Xiaoshou sneaked a glance at Mei Siren who was frantically beating his palm with a folding fan.

This time, he also understood without the verification in the information field.

This icon is very strong!

Being strong enough to grasp the power of the holy image at this moment, I am almost like the protagonist of the Heavenly Dao!

"I understand……"

Xu Xiaoshou, who had realized everything at the moment, nodded slightly, turned his head to look in the direction of the storyteller, and finally fixed his gaze on Teng Shanhai, and said calmly:

"Mr. Siren, wait a moment, let me cut Taixu again, and then I will have a long talk with you."

Lovin

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Chapter 7: Teng Shanhai, right?Give me another fetish, and I will spare you!

the other side.

Teng Shanhai, who had just finished a fight with the storyteller, had gained the upper hand by relying on his strong cultivation, now looking at Xu Xiaoshou who was staring at him like a god of death in the distance, his whole body felt a little bad.

Xu Xiaoshou's gaze is not scary.

But the phantom of Nine Dragons behind him, accompanied by his voice, stopped dancing at this moment, spreading all the pressure on Teng Shanhai's head.

"Crack!"

The floor beneath his feet began to crack first.

Teng Shanhai, who was completely locked by the power of the peak icon, felt the qualitative gap between the power of Taixu and the holy power at this moment.

"Where did it come from?"

Teng Shanhai was really shocked.

He could see that the young man in the distance was actually the young man who was forced to flee in a hurry after he blocked the way.

but……

How long has it been?

Why does it seem like a different person, when he came back again, there was an icon on his back?

With this thing, why did you run away earlier!

Let's tease people!

"brush."

At this time, a slight wind sounded.

Teng Shanhai was still slandering in his heart just a moment ago.

In the next second, Xu Xiaoshou, who was going to kill Taixu again after saying that, was already face to face.

"How do you want to die?" Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head.

After reaching the sky in one step, the distance between him and Teng Shanhai is only one step away.

No other movement was seen.

But when the aura of victory and pursuit is accumulated to the peak, there is also the blessing of the coercion of the holy power.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou came with the holy statue, just this one sentence, the oppressive feeling brought to Teng Shanhai, was like the giant who brought endless oppressive force to Xu Xiaoshou in the illusion of "Swallowing Mountains and Rivers".

"boom!"

The ground suddenly collapsed, and the space twisted and shot away in a corrugated shape.

Teng Shanhai bowed his legs and bent his back, almost unable to bear the terrible pressure brought by the Nine Dragons Burning Ancestor under Xu Xiaoshou's question.

"Little baby, do you really think that with the icon, you can ignore Taixu if you are caught off guard?" Teng Shanhai was furious.

However, facing the holy power, Taixu has a gap that can never be bridged—the holy way crushes it!

At that moment, Teng Shanhai retreated at the speed of light while resisting the holy power, and by the way, took out a jade bottle from the ring and crushed it.

A little golden light blooms.

holy blood!

Teng Shanhai opened his mouth to swallow without hesitation.

He can despise the innate, but if he wants to fight against the power of the peak icon, the first thing he has to fight against is the suppression of the holy power.

Otherwise, in the upcoming World War I, he will be hindered everywhere.

however.

What happened in the field at this time was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

As soon as Teng Shanhai retreated, Xu Xiaoshou understood it and followed with a smile.

Teng Shanhai took out the jade bottle, Xu Xiaoshou teleported again, got closer and smiled even more.

As soon as the holy blood came out.

On Xu Xiaoshou's face, there was an even more expression of that.

Subsequently.

"hiss!"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly sucked at the void.

This sucking doesn't matter, at least in front of Taixu, it's like a child's play, at most, it's just a funny sucking sound in the field.

But when the Nine Dragons statue behind Xu Xiaoshou was attracted by the same holy power, the holy blood that was supposed to fly to Tengshan Haikou immediately turned around in the air conditioner and shot directly into Xu Xiaoshou's mouth.

Even with Teng Shanhai himself, the whole body jumped forward suddenly, almost stopped, and was about to be buried in Xu Xiaoshou's bloody mouth.

This is the method of breathing!

……

The holy blood flew.

Naturally, it was impossible for Xu Xiaoshou to drink the second drop of holy blood.

According to Sang Lao, this kind of holy blood, which is not specially made by Jinzhao, has a terrifying backlash.

Maybe one drink and the person will be gone.

After all, he is just innate...

"despair!"

But Xu Xiaoshou took his time and was prepared.

He took out a jade pill bottle, filled it with the flying holy blood, then covered it with a cork, and finally put it back in the Yuan Mansion. Using the power of the small world, he suppressed the resistance of the holy blood to death. Down.

This series of actions was done in one go, as if they had been rehearsed many times in their minds.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

After Teng Shanhai, who was able to suppress the riot of spirit energy in his body, came back to his senses, he found that the holy blood was gone...

???

Teng Shanhai's mentality is going to explode right now.

What kind of skill is this?

This skill is a bit disgusting!

Before using it, there was not even a half-point of spiritual energy fluctuations, and no fluctuations in the way of heaven?

He was the head of Tengshan's naval battle department. After Xu Xiaoshou's suction before, he foolishly thought that this guy was preparing for the upcoming battle and took a deep breath...

but!

Nima!

Where is this deep breath?

This is a fatal blow!

Teng Shanhai was still mad.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou, who had collected the holy blood, took a step forward, and crushed Teng Shanhai like a mountain, his back arched like a shrimp, and the god's armor creaked and buzzed.

"Any more?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said peacefully: "If you still have the holy blood, I will kill you later."

This time Teng Shanhai lung exploded with anger.

He was so majestic, Taixu, that he was suppressed into this appearance by a congenital junior using holy images?

The point is, this guy still acted nonchalantly, as if I was congenitally crushing Taixu, and spoke so peacefully, with an appearance that everyone in the world should recognize and take for granted.

The storyteller behind was dumbfounded.

He had already been beaten by Teng Shanhai's terrifying set of Cangshen Armor, his body was cracked and blood flowed all over his body.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was in front of him, a little talent, but it gave him a great sense of security!

The storyteller was amazed.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was carrying the icon, was almost on par with his elder brother in his mind.

His figure has become so stalwart...

His voice became so magnetic...

His demeanor, there is no one move, not provocative!

"Admired, passive value, +1."

……

"Too deceiving!"

Teng Shanhai on the other side couldn't bear it anymore.

This young man in front of him is too hateful, too hateful!

Losing the holy blood doesn't mean that Taixu can't fight against the holy image, it just needs to allocate more energy to fight against the oppression of the holy way.

And discard these.

Teng Shanhai realized that he was using his cultivation to suppress the Dao... No, even if he was on the level of a throne, he could crush Xu Xiaoshou like an ant with two fingers.

"Cang Shenli, open!"

A sudden drink.

On Teng Shanhai's body, the armor pattern of the Cangshen suddenly appeared with a bright light.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by an ancient demon god, illuminated by black and red mysterious light, covering his entire body in the peak divine power.

Then, he straightened his back suddenly, and within a few steps of Xu Xiaoshou, he did it... as straight as a gun.

Taixu looked directly at the holy power.

Horror!

"Xiao Shenqiang..."

Teng Shanhai released his right hand lightly.

When the Cangshen Armor rattled, in his palm suddenly appeared a rock-thick Overlord Spear that was about ten feet long.

This gun is too domineering!

The same black and red color of the evil god, the same swirling murderous aura, fell into the hands of Teng Shanhai, who was now in the blue god armor with a high mysterious light, like a tiger with wings added.

Xiao Shenlance, the lost artifact recorded in the ancient monument.